The shadow of Lin Xin holding a red flower sword appeared floating in mid-air.
"For the ordinary foundation building level, my speed is really slow, but for the golden elixir level, it is just a little faster. I can have the upper hand in battle, but I am still a little behind when it comes to chasing down. Each golden elixir has its own
It’s not impossible that the secret method of escape can be improved by one-third or more in a short period of time.”
He slowly sorted out his situation in his mind. At this time, his body had just been over-stimulated, and it had not yet calmed down, and he could no longer catch up.
The old man was frightened out of his wits, and with cold sweat on his face, he fired the secret technique towards the distance.
Lin Xin just used the last burst of spiritual energy to kill him. As for the aura of demonic monks, since the Guangyao Society can even contain demons, it shouldn't be a big problem since he is just a monk with some attributes. Besides, now he is eager to improve his cultivation.
, there is no time to worry too much about others.
He killed at least dozens of people in one breath, all of whom were at least Xin level masters, and there were also many Italian level ones.
Lin Xin felt a stream of warm currents pouring into his body. This was the flesh and blood essence absorbed by the Red Flower Sword. All of it was used by him to disperse to various parts of the body. In conjunction with the vibration of Jiuchenqu's instinctive skills, it continuously purified impurities and finally eliminated them.
Nourish yourself.
And the cool air flowing back from You Mansion quickly poured in and was taken directly into Guiyuan Jue by him.
The cultivation level is also improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Fellow Taoist"
At this time, the peak master of the Nayi level where the Guangyao Club was located, cupped his fists and raised his hands towards Lin Xin.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist, to avoid a lot of damage during the meeting. I will increase the task reward by 30% after reporting it to the minister!"
"Thank you."
"It should."
Lin Xin nodded and was about to fly away before the other party could speak.
"Fellow Taoist, stay!" The man in gray clothes said quickly.
"What's the matter?" Lin Xin paused.
"May I ask my friend's name? Why haven't I seen your image among the experts in the conference? I am Xu Siming, Tian is the deputy minister here." The man in gray took the initiative to give his name.
"Deputy Minister?" Lin Xin thought. "Disrespectful." He then gave up the idea of leaving quickly.
"Fellow Taoist, you can call me Honghua."
"It turns out to be Taoist Brother Honghua." Xu Siming said with a smile, "All the brothers and sisters below are waiting. Why don't we go down together so that we can get to know each other. I will take care of you when we get to know each other in the future."
"I would also like to ask fellow Taoists to recommend me." Lin Xin's mind changed and he also smiled.
The two of them landed on the ground. At this time, the people from the Guangyao Society had packed up their loot and gathered around.
After Lin Xin greeted everyone one by one under Xu Siming's introduction, he had spread his name. Everyone also gave him half of the spoils that Lin Xin helped, which was fair.
"If I read it correctly, Brother Honghua is still at the foundation-building level among Qi Practitioners, right?" On the way back, Xu Siming whispered directly.
"Yes, Brother Xu has good eyesight." This is easy to identify. Lin Xin has nothing to admit.
"Dragon King Dao Ji," Xu Siming reacted immediately. The look of envy in his eyes disappeared in a flash. Anyone who has the Dragon King Dao Ji is a talented person. If he does not die young in the future, he is destined to be a powerful figure. He has to suffer like this.
It’s different from the ordinary top Italians who haven’t been able to make their mark for many years. These are top elite talents with a bright future.
Xu Siming himself is a talkative person. Although Lin Xin is not good at talking, the two of them got along very well, and he soon integrated into this elite circle.
When they were about to reach Naxi City, Xu Siming made a suggestion to Lin Xin.
"With Brother Honghua's talent, he can now be on par with us in strength. The head of the headquarters is now very hungry for talents. If other information is correct, perhaps he can achieve greater results."
"Oh?" Lin Xin's heart moved and he asked with a smile, "What does Brother Xu mean?"
"The head of the headquarters and others are all top Jing-level powerhouses, people ranked on the Heavenly Ranking, such thousand-year-old gods, but not long ago, the only two closed disciples were brutally killed by the enemy, and even their souls were not able to survive." Xu
When Siming talked about this, his face showed sadness.
"I think Brother Honghua, although the sword path is strange and mysterious, there seems to be a lack of follow-up changes. It should be self-created, right?"
Lin Xin's heart trembled.
He has always looked down upon the monks on the ground because You Mansion is stronger in actual combat than on the ground, but now he was pointed out his shortcomings by the other party. Indeed, his own swordsmanship was perfected by himself, and although the subsequent path
There are ideas, but they are far from being completely perfected after practice.
Then Xu Siming continued to transmit the message.
"If Brother Honghua has a good master, with the headmaster's level of cultivation, he will be able to have a big tree that can protect him from the wind and rain. He can also point out the most suitable direction for fellow Taoists."
Lin Xin remained silent. With his current path, he could kill people in a short time and quickly improve his cultivation. But this method can only be used for five years. What about five years later? The things given by the Red Leaf Sword Master are obviously extremely precious. Five years later,
What should he do when the time comes?
Or should he slowly return to his original state and wait for death? Or wait for himself to be completely corrupted and then turn into one of the countless living dead in the Lion Plain?
He was a little confused for a while.
The headmaster is indeed a big tree that he can look up to.
There is definitely a Nascent Soul peak. After all, there is no master on this list who is not at the top of the Nascent Soul. His physical training has been stuck at the Fire Life level of Jiuchenqu for some time. Maybe there is a teacher who can
There are good ways to cross this threshold.
"I understand what Brother Xu means."
"Brother Honghua seems to be a wild man at first glance. Although the swordsmanship in the front has some rules, the back is only about weird speed and strength, and has lost its true meaning." Xu Siming said in a voice message.
"True meaning?"
"That's right." Xu Siming explained while flying. "We monks, whether they are Qi practitioners, martial arts practitioners, or other systems, can actually be divided into four levels."
"You mean mortals, their hearts, minds, and scenery?" Lin Xin reacted quickly.
"That's right." Xu Siming nodded, "I have been stuck at the threshold of Jing-level for decades, but only now do I understand that this threshold is no longer something I can cross. But Brother Honghua is different, you have top-level talent.
, if you can have a good master, you will definitely have a great chance of overcoming this hurdle."
Lin Xin was indeed moved by these words.
"Is the head of the headquarters recruiting disciples now?" He seemed to remember the news he had seen in the branch.
"Yes, we only accept two direct disciples. One of them has already been confirmed, and the other one has also applied for hundreds of places. However, it still needs to be reviewed and selected by the head of the headquarters, and it has to go through some assessments."
"How is the assessment conducted?" Lin Xinchuan asked.
"I don't know. With the headmaster's temperament, he might just give up after seeing it, or he might be dismissed without you noticing." Xu Siming smiled bitterly. "The headmaster's whereabouts are always unpredictable, and no one can figure out his actions.
Keep your head up."
"Let's talk about this later." After all, Lin Xin still felt that the blood in his spiritual energy was too strong. Although the glory here would not take into account the demon monks, it really came to the aspect of recruiting disciples.
In fact, he felt that Red Leaf Sword Master was more like his teacher. Although he didn't give many instructions, every one of them was crucial.
"Brother Honghua, please think about it. In fact, I have seen some people in your situation before. The head of the headquarters is even more powerful, and there may be something that can help you." Xu Siming's words made him feel the same.
My heart trembled.
Obviously, the secrets of Youfu are extremely rare in Nanfu, but in a place like Zhongfu where the information is well-informed and monks are developed, many things can be exchanged, so it may not be a big secret.
"I will consider it," Lin Xin whispered. He didn't know why Xu Siming would be so diligent in persuading him to report the number of apprentices to the head of the headquarters.
But there is no need to think about this now. There are still five years to go, and maybe we can find a way.
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After separating from Xu Siming, Lin Xin went directly to the address provided by the little boy. It was an area called Lei Cao County. The headquarters of the Tiandao Sect was here.
That night, he was faster than the average Jindan master, so he walked more than half of the way in the evening.
The sky was dark, and Lin Xin slowly landed beside a ruined temple on a hill. After driving for several hours, he planned to take a rest. When he saw the light of fire, he flew down here.
The night is dark. Looking down from the sky, you can't see many bright spots on the earth. Occasionally, there are green lights like phosphorus fire.
I don’t know where the plaque of the ruined temple fell. Half of the broken door on the steps was gone, and the other half was barely holding on crookedly. The light yellow firelight shone out from inside, and it swayed a few times in the wind.
Lin Xin asked vaguely about the smell of barbecue, which seemed to be rabbit meat.
He strode into the ruined temple.
There was a bonfire burning inside, and several men in cotton-padded jackets were sitting around it.
But the strange thing is that he didn't cover up the sound of his footsteps when he walked in, but these people seemed not to hear them at all. He was still sitting by the fire, lowering his head to warm himself up. His hands were retracted into his sleeves and held in front of him, motionless.
.
The roasted rabbit kept sizzling on the fire, dripping oil and causing the flames to jump up from time to time.
"How many?"
Lin Xin asked. He noticed that these people had weapons around them. They were all different styles of scimitars, with black stones inlaid on them. He didn't know what they were used for.
Those people remained motionless, as if they couldn't hear what he said at all.
Lin Xin frowned slightly. He felt that these people had fresh breaths, which was normal. But when he took a closer look, he found the problem.
The four people sitting around all had pale faces, eyes wide open, and sat motionless. Their heartbeats and breathing were obviously normal, but there was no sign of movement.
Taking a closer look, Lin Xin suddenly let out a light sigh.
I saw the word "ding" carved on each of these people's foreheads.
It is a red letter written in ghost script, like a ghost drawing.
"There are countless spells, but I didn't expect there to be such a stabilizing spell." Lin Xin suddenly felt strange.
Obviously, these people were not dead, but they were cursed and could only freeze here without moving. And it seemed that the person who cursed them had not gone far.
"It's interesting." Lin Xinzheng planned to study this spell carefully.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside. It seemed like someone had come in.
Lin Xin ignored it and walked closer, grabbing a person's head and raising it so that he could carefully observe the shape and strokes of the mantra.
"Kill my brother, rape my wife and daughter! Immortal ghost! If I don't cut you into pieces in a few days, I won't be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!!!" A group of people rushed into the door, and one of them yelled with tears on his face.
As soon as they saw Lin Xin, this group of people became even more angry and excited.
"That's him! Today we finally caught him and killed him!!" The man in front said nothing, picked up the knife and slashed at Lin Xin.
Lin Xin turned his head slightly, but saw this group of people rushing toward him without saying a word, and felt baffled. (To be continued.)